Ronaldo grumbled as he sat by the campfire as crickets chirped. His dad had taken his brother and himself camping over the weekend. For him, that meant no cell service, no wifi, and plenty of bug bites. He couldn't watch the next episode of Koala Princess that was to come out this week or chat with his online friends. He couldn't even do any paranormal investigations out here. Nothing strange ever happens on camping trips!

"Hey Ronaldo," his father called walking up to him, "I forgot to get some hotdogs. Your brother and I are going to head back to the general store a mile up and pick some up, alright?"

"Whatever…" the teen sighed, not looking up.

"Ok. Don't go anywhere," he said, "We're leaving the rest of the supplies in the tent if you need anything. See you later!"

Ronaldo waved off his father as he and his brother drove away in the van they rented. Ronaldo sighed as he looked up at the clear sky full of stars. At least there was one good thing about this trip: he had a great view of space from here. One star was shining brighter than others. "I just wish there was something else to do…" he muttered. As he watched the star, he noticed it was getting bigger and brighter. Was he watching a super nova in progress? He got out his phone to record, but as he did so, It got brighter and ad bigger, faster and faster. He soon realised it wasn't a star, but some kind of sphere falling to earth….and it was headed straight for him! Ronaldo fell backwards as it zoomed just above the tree line before crashing into the ground. "Woah…" he whispered, "I gotta see what that was! Maybe I can make first contact!" With that he ran off into the woods, brandishing his phone.

….

Raditz prepared himself for landing as he plummeted to the planet below. It had been months since he had initially sensed the energy spikes, but he finally managed to get to their location. He wasn't too concerned about alerting anyone important to his presence. In the years he'd spent alone in space, he had to make many modifications to his spacecraft. The most major one was a stealth mode of sorts. The pod barely gave off any radio signals and the outer shell was redesigned to look like it was part of galactic patrol. Nobody messed with galactic patrol...Well except for himself. He had to steal a few parts a couple years back from a rookie named Joco to make the modifications.

On top of that, he'd picked up some techniques on disguising himself. He stopped by a planet where the people had taught him how to lower his energy output. It had become pretty useful for dodging bounty hunters and the hundreds of others who wanted his head.

As the pod crashed into the earth and formed a crater, the long haired Saiyan stretched. He then opened the airlock and stepped out.

Ronaldo's hands shook as he recorded the the tall alien with black hair step out of his ship. He was like the monkey men from back home, but his clothing was different. He mostly just wore armor, with his legs almost entirely exposed. Some sort of bands were tied around his left leg and arm. his hair went all the way down his back and fingerless gloves covered his hands.

Raditz brought his hand up to his souter only to find it wasn't there. "Oh right…" he thought, "It broke a while back…" He cursed at himself. He knew he should have gotten a new one. Well this was going to make things more difficult. How was he supposed to track the power levels down now?! He growled to himself before his ears caught the sound of bushes rustling.

"Who's there?" he shouted, "Show yourself before I blast you to bits!" His hands began to glow with ki energy.

"S-Someone who know's what you are, monkey man!" Ronaldo stuttered, stepping out of the brush as he tried to look brave. He had his phone in one hand and a potato in the other. Raditz eyes widened. Did he know what a Saiyan was? Did he land on a planet owned by the Colds? "What is your purpose here?" the teen demanded, "Were you sent in as backup for the failed sneeple invasion?"

Raditz's shock slowly turned to confusion. "Excuse me?" he questioned, "Sneeple? Is this some kind of joke?"

"Don't play dumb! You're kind works for the snail people!" the teen shouted, "You know! They're green, have antenna, and pointy ears."

A look of realization dawned on Raditz's face. "A-are you talking about Namekians?" he asked in disbelief. Raditz's suddenly burst out laughing. "Oh this is too rich! Why in the name of Lord Beerus would you think I would be working for those slimeballs?!" he cried between fits of laughter.

Ronaldo's face flushed in embarrassment. "Stop laughing!" he cried, "I know for a fact you work for the sneeple, or Namekians, or whatever they are! I see two of your kind hanging around on all the time!"

Raditz suddenly stopped laughing as his expression was replaced by a look of dead seriousness. Did he just say...two?! "What was that?" he asked, "Do you know where more of my kind are?"

Ronaldo smiled proudly. "Of course! You monkey men aren't as good at blending in with us humans as you think!" he stated.

Raditz narrowed his eyes at him as he stepped forward. "Where are they? Tell me at once!" he demanded.

Ronaldo took a step back, slightly intimidated. "Like I'd tell you where to hook up with you buddies for whatever invasion you're planning!" he snapped.

Raditz growled before darting forward, grabbing him by the neck, and slamming him against a tree. Ronaldo dropped his phone and the spud. "I'm done playing games, you little worm!" the Saiyan snarled, tightening his grip. As Ronaldo struggled, a beep sounded from his iphone. Raditz looked down to see the screen flash, saying "no more room for recording." Raditz promptly crushed the phone beneath his foot.

Ronaldo gasped in horror. "Hey! That was expensive!" he struggled to say. He attempted to kick the Saiyan, but Raditz kneed him in the stomach.

"I'm going to make this very simple," Raditz continued, "You can either tell me where those other Saiyans are, or you can end up in more pieces than your recording device! Got it?" Ronaldo swallowed before nodding in fear. Raditz grinned at that.

I know I said I wasn't going to write Ronaldo again...but I lied. I'm sorry, it was just too perfect of a set up. Still I hope you enjoy this chapter. I'll get back to Raditz soon enough. I just have a few more stories to write first.